Ethereal Manor

A brutal rogue and vampire attack leaves the newly appointed Alpha Helios on the brink of death, his body rejecting every attempt to save him. When the eccentric pack healer reveals that only the Alpha’s fated mate can heal him, the entire pack is stunned, because Helios had claimed he had no mate. Timid yet determined, Starlight steps forward, shocking everyone with her ethereal beauty and the truth they refused to see. She gives her blood to save the mate who tormented her, only to fall into a coma herself. As Helios recovers, he is forced to confront the bond he tried to deny. Watching over Starlight, he realizes the unbearable truth. He doesn’t just need her to live; he craves her in ways he never imagined. His wolf, once cold and indifferent, now growls with possessiveness at the sight of her. But Starlight is no longer the weak omega he scorned. She awakens changed, stronger. And she is not so easily won. Determined to make him suffer as she once did, she flips their dynamic, forcing the proud Alpha to submit to her terms. No mate bond, no consummation, until she decides he’s earned it. For the first time in his life, Helios, the dominant Alpha, is at the mercy of the omega he once rejected. And he will do anything to make her his. This is a slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers werewolf romance where roles are reversed, and the strongest Alpha finds himself bowing before the mate he once discarded.

In the shadows of an ordinary world, Gil stands apart with her ethereal white hair and piercing grey eyes. His life is a ceaseless whirlwind of evasion and concealment. An unseen force with a crimson gaze haunts her steps, a harbinger of a hidden legacy and a fate grander than she could ever imagine. Born under a veil of prophecy, she is the key to mending a fractured world, hunted by those desperate to halt the tide of change she is destined to bring. Enter Aren, the enigmatic Alpha whose very existence is a legend woven through the centuries. Bound to his wolf spirit, Oto, he walks the line between beast and leader of the most formidable pack known to both man and creature. Revered and reviled in equal measure, Aren is ensnared by an ancient curse cast from the depths of darkness—a curse only his true Luna can dispel. Destined descendants of gods, Gil and Aren are the embodiment of ancient power, slumbering until the fateful hour of awakening. An eternal bond of love is their promised salvation, a beacon through battles for a bliss that has eluded their kind for eons. As celestial forces conspire, these solitary spirits are steered by the guiding light of Mother Moon towards one another. In their union lies the balance of love and war, salvation and destruction. But are they prepared for the monumental trials that loom before them? Can their nascent love endure the tempest of an age-old struggle clawing at their heels? Dive into an odyssey where myth meets destiny, and discover whether Gil and Aren can triumph over the darkness that seeks to smother their light.

The night the Crown Pack invades, Emereah Blade’s world is obliterated. Once the proud princess of the Crescent Silver Moon Fang Pack, she watches in horror as her father—the Alpha King—is slaughtered before her eyes, his lifeblood staining the throne he once ruled. Her people are shackled, reduced to little more than pawns in a war they never saw coming. Emereah, the daughter of a fallen king, is marked not as royalty but as a slave. Emereah is no ordinary captive. Her beauty is both a curse and a weapon—goddess-like, ethereal, and capable of bringing even the strongest men to their knees. It is that very beauty that captures the attention of Vladimir Crown, heir to the Red Crescent Moon Pack—a man who is ruthless and untouchable, as dangerous as he is devastatingly handsome. Stripped of everything, Emereah burns with the fire of vengeance. But fate is a cruel puppeteer, twisting her path in ways she never imagined. Vladimir, drawn to the defiant fire in her eyes, claims her as his personal servant—a choice that sends shockwaves through the pack and awakens a storm of fury in his future Luna, Alexandria Reeve. The throne is her destiny, and Vladimir is hers. Yet as she watches his gaze linger too long on the woman who should be beneath him, jealousy twists into something far darker. Emereah battles the impossible: a dangerous attraction to the very man she should despise, rivalry that could cost her life, and a hunger for vengeance that refuses to die. When love and hatred blur, when desire and destruction entwine, and when the ghosts of the past rise demanding justice, will Emereah rise from the ashes and reclaim her destiny? Or will she be consumed by the very forces that seek to own her?

For years, the witches and vampires of Shadowbrooke co-existed secretly, without much incident. Until one winter evening in 2002. Luca Delacroix was on a hunting trip when the monthly court hosted by his clan turned disastrous. What began as a normal night for the residents of the sleepy town ended horribly when fledgelings in blood-lust took Shadowbrooke under siege. It took a small coven of witches, a powerful spell, the Chaos Star and a virgin's blood to end the terror. But in the aftermath, Julian Delacroix, Luca's brother, along with several of their clan members, were eternally bound to the manor's cellar, forsaken to wither and perish from thirst. It's 2022, and Luca's returned to Shadowbrooke after two decades. His sudden reappearance threatens to destabilise the peaceful town again. He'll stop at nothing to get his brother out, and the Youngblood Coven will not hesitate to destroy him. While the witches scramble to get the missing piece of the Star of Chaos, the rune they once used against Luca's clan, he has to fight hard to stay one step ahead of them. But, his plans go awry when he meets and falls in love with Cadence Youngblood, the same woman responsible for his brother's infernal prison. Cadence is everything he shouldn't want, but for her, Luca is willing to take the backlash from his clan and risk her coven's wrath. © 2022 Val Sims. All rights reserved. No part of this novel may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author and publishers.

What happens when a half demon girl afflicted with nightmares, heir to the throne of the third realm of Hell, catches feelings for a fallen angel soldier, whose sole purpose is to hunt down and kill monsters such as herself? *** Ashton is plagued by nightmares. She’s cursed. With a simple touch she can see your fears. It proved to be quite lucrative under her mother’s manipulated hands until the bodies started piling up and whispers of her name traveled through the streets. Those whispers reached far and wide, catching unwanted attention. Seeking asylum at Mysteria Manor, a home for cursed girls, Ashton is kept hidden away hoping that those looking for her will lose interest. Little does she know is that there's a race to find her first. Being discovered by The Order's demon hunting soldiers, should mean death for Ashton. But they don't want to kill her. They want to use her. And by any means necessary, she will lead them to the demon they seek out. Her father. Working for the people that want nothing more than her kind dead is one this, but falling for the soldier that is assigned to keep her in line, is something else entirely. Carden is rude and cold, blames her for everything that goes wrong, but continues to save her on multiple occasions. Secret motives are revealed, unknown truths are heard and a choice is put upon Ashton. Continue trusting a fallen angel soldier that was assigned to collect her by any means, including making her fall in love with him, or to rule Hell with her family. Who will the daughter of blood and nightmares choose? Family or love? Heaven or Hell?

A king is known for his ruthlessness, Who played with people and killed them brutally. A king who is called Blood King among Villages. And Dance with Wolves among His People "The barbarians are coming!" At that moment, my heart stops. I look up from where I am sitting next to the boudoir in the manor to the oval-shaped window. No, I think to myself. This can't be happening. The barbarians rarely ever raided the northwestern villages, but when they did, they left the streets bloodied and the houses bare. And if they were feeling especially evil, they'd even take a maiden back to their king as a gift. Elizabella has, fair skin color, a perfect figure, and height. Delicate body, 19 years old simple-minded yet brave girl. belongs to a stable family but when the village got attacked, She was taken as a gift to King. She was a daring and fearless girl, The kind Of girl a barbarian hates the most. King was never rude to women. unlike his men, he was gentle and only do sex when women beg him to do it. For the first time, he met a girl so challenging and fearless. So straightforward and sharp-tongued, First Girl who refused him many times that he takes her as a challenge and wanted her to beg him for sex!!! He doesn't even want to hurt her which was out of order because usually, barbarians killed those women who refused them, and The King himself can't hurt her! Will she escape from his Kingdom? Or Will he make her accept him as her King?

Sometimes kissing the Beast does not turn it into a Prince Charming — instead, he is a fascinating mogul you want topunch.Jules is an ordinary nineteen- span- old omega from a impeccably respectable family. He ’s not the most beautiful, or the smartest, or the strongest of the four Blake siblings. And he ’s fine with it, really. He is n’t unhandsome or anything, but by omega morals, he ’s nothing special. Jane is an ordinary nineteen- span- old omega from a impeccably respectable family. He ’s not the most beautiful, or the smartest, or the strongest of the four Blake ’s. And he ’s fine with it, really. He is n’t unhandsome or anything, but by omega morals, he ’s nothing special. “ Nothing special ” describes Jane ’s whole life. It ’s considerably boring. So when strange paraphernalia start doing in their house, it piques Jane ’s curiosity. There ’s a beast in the Blake family manor; Jane is sure of it. He sometimes hears growls and screams coming from the basement, and the men guarding the door look favorably scared. What could scarify grown mornings? Jules will have to probe! But his probation comes withsurprises.like the Beast's disarming effect on jane's omega nature. It does not mean anything. Of course it doesn't. Jules is just curious; that is all. Curiosity can change a life, but when you are attracted to a feral morning whose real face you have n’t yeaseen.will it change for the better? What if the Beast is no Prince Charming but a cold-hearted, misanthropic bastard? A bastard Jane should not want — but does. A bastard jane should stay out from — but can't

It was all so very fast. One second he was talking, the next his head was lying on the floor beside him, detached from his body. She had ticked yet another box in his head. He heard her before he saw her, and he could genuinely say he wasn’t disappointed. She was strikingly beautiful, stunning, in fact. On closer view, he could see that she had a nice body to complement her beauty. For some reason, his wolf was jumping around at the sight of her. Considering his wolf was not a fan of anyone, it was a bit surprising. She stopped directly in front of him with her head bowed in respect to his title. He nodded in acceptance and gestured for her to raise her head. Their eyes met, and he could swear his entire world shook. He jolted forward, almost standing up from his throne as if to hug her. “Mate,” he said to her in his mind. She didn’t even flinch before responding, “You wish, pretty boy.” ................................................................................................................................................ In a realm where the divine essence of a goddess is tied with that of a mortal man, a mating occurs. A mating that births a wonder,a being that had never been seen before. A woman who was born to save and to destroy. The ethereal bloodline of the celestial deity, Selene, running through her mortal veins, making her into a radiant bridge between the realms where gods and humans collide. Born of the goddess Selene's bloodline, she's a celestial force to be aligned with. But with a mortal as a father, she's also a forbidden on both the mortal world and the immortal. Journey with the child of the Goddess in this story.

Everyone in the Wandering Wolf Gang knew that Ash Blackwood loved me desperately and feared my disappearance most. To give me a sense of security, he drank a loyalty potion in front of me. He said that this magic potion would ensure that he would only desire me, get an erection for me alone, and that he would always report his whereabouts through our mate bond, even when he was on a dangerous mission. I worried about him, hiding my identity as the pack's tactical commander, I was worried that he would feel inferior, so I hid my own abilities and did not want him or the gang members to think that he had risen to power through my short-term precognitive abilities. Yet after a mission, I overheard pack members joking: "Alpha rushed so eagerly to meet Scarlett after taking the antidote, was she that amazing?" So after today’s battle, I quietly kept my mind link with Ash's group, and blocked his perception. In an unmuted mind-link, Ash's thoughts were filled with dirty desires and lascivious content, "Little slut, last time we went through seven vials of enhancement elixir, what do you think?" My heart turned to ice. In despair, I called upon the Moon Goddess: [I wish to leave this world.] The Goddess's ethereal voice echoed in my mind. [Once you leave, all traces of you will be erased from this realm.] [I know, please go ahead.] [Countdown begins: seven days.]

I was the most insignificant omega in the pack. In my past life, Alpha Asher Croft asked me to be his mate ninety-nine times, and I said no every single time. On the hundredth attempt, he locked me in Croft Manor and held me so tight I couldn't breathe. His eyes burned with obsession, and I was terrified. So I ran. I made it halfway to the border before the rogues found me. Asher took three silver bullets, saving my life. The first shot destroyed his hand, the second blinded his eye, and the third went straight through his heart. He looked at me as he died, blood soaking through his shirt, and his expression was stubborn and fragile all at once. "Cassandra, why can't you just love me once?" Then the miracle happened. I opened my eyes and found myself back on the day Asher first told me he liked me. This time, I reached out and took his hand first. I thought we'd grow old together, but Asher betrayed me three times. On our bonding night, he deliberately walked into the wrong room and slept with someone else. My heart shattered, but I forgave him. Three months pregnant, I got a call at two in the morning during a storm, and he left me stranded on the outskirts. I lost the baby. I wiped my tears and let it go. But the third time, he exiled my brother over a cat. That's when I finally understood. It was time to leave. This time, I'll make sure Asher never finds me again.